[ Crisp and displeased from where she's pulled herself up straight and tall, emphasizing the scant few inches of height that are (unknown to her) the only obvious thing that separates her from Dee's body. The other differences are more subtle, in the scars that she keeps hidden beneath her long sleeves and jeans and the lines of her face that are not quite Dee's.
There's no weapon in her hands, because if things go poorly she's counting on her ability to delay them long enough with her mind to reach the gun tucked into the back of her waistband.
She doesn't want it to come to that in the first place, though. ]
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[ Crisp and displeased from where she's pulled herself up straight and tall, emphasizing the scant few inches of height that are (unknown to her) the only obvious thing that separates her from Dee's body. The other differences are more subtle, in the scars that she keeps hidden beneath her long sleeves and jeans and the lines of her face that are not quite Dee's.
There's no weapon in her hands, because if things go poorly she's counting on her ability to delay them long enough with her mind to reach the gun tucked into the back of her waistband.
She doesn't want it to come to that in the first place, though. ]
And I'm right here, thanks.